I hate hospitals ( Read more... )

One of my friends, in a recent attempt to show some humor in my whole situation, really showed me how things could have been worse. I paraphrase, probably more or less unsuccessfully, a story she heard from a friend ( Read more... )

So. 22. Wow. I'm not sure how I feel about that. I mean, it's the first birthday that's more or less just a number, rather than another step towards adulthood. Crazy shit. I hid, talked to my family, a couple friends who called, played fiddle, and played d20 modern. As for l00tz, I have recieved an excellent package with clothes and good smells ( Read more... )

So I weighed myself yesterday (it's something of a fetish activity, as the kids whose house I was at are RIDICULOUSLY skinny and are making a contest out of gaining weight), and made a somewhat disturbing discovery: I only weigh about 160 right now. This means that since the beginning of fall semester 2005 I have lost about twenty pounds. I thought ( Read more... )

So art history is actually being taught a Ph.d who is very funny and thoughtful. On the other hand, her questions tended to have us attempt to define ntagibles such as 'beauty' or 'style' to little effect. I approve of thinking about the nature of such things, but I can't help but feel that asking the nature of something we all have defined in our ( Read more... )

"Hey, Jeff! I have a FABULOUS idea! To celebrate (or bemoan) our first day of summer classes tomorrow, let's get really REALLY drunk! That way, when we're making first impressions on our new teachers, we can be hungover in addition to surly and resentful! It'll be GREAT ( Read more... )

I think my writing may have gone downhill since I left Bowdoin. Reading back a little, I seem to have been more eloquent back then. It's probably all in my head, and my history paper was really good, but then again...hmm. UNM's lower academic standards may be having some effect after all ( Read more... )

It is a tremendously odd feeling to examine endings. For example, during my last visit to Bowdoin I was constantly plagued with the thought, "Will this be the last time I see this building? Last time I laugh with this person? Last time I do this thing that has become an unconscious habit over my years here?" Although my intention was always to ( Read more... )

GAH! So close to done, and my thesis falls apart again. I've been working on and thinking about this paper all fucking year, and it's only fifteen pages, and I think it may be the death of me. I get to go do some more research now, yay...

Happiness is discovering Strangers in the Night covered by Cake (glee!) and then having someone come in and do a fantastic jazz medley with everything from Saints go Marching In to Gershwin to broadway musicals covered and messed with. Glee! Hot guy, too, and there're a pile of girls standing around listening to him. Titter ( Read more... )